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CravingThe pain pulsates slowly through my veins Feeling so fuc*ed up My hand are marked with unwanted stains I’m shipwreckedCraving
Small mistakes only predicted my fall I’m just being taunted Shivering madly , being afraid of all I’m forever being haunted
Reality became a notion of the past Something cracked Designed to change into dust And so every thought packed And left for a while And raw feeling started to pile and pile And the needles from my mouth became tools of salvation Things that free my soul from starvation The need fo
by ~fakesilence
Tales from the Dark Age-1It’s finally time to go. Like every time I touch the carvings on the walls, feeling their shape, texture. My eyes are wide open, trying to remember every detail. I welcome the beautiful silence, careful not to break it, breathing delicately and gently touching the ground with my feet. Just a few more steps. I can feel my body slightly trembling with anticipation . The winter wind quietly strokes my face . As my feet touch the silky snow I feel the coldness reaching to my bones, but I am happy, for this is one of the seldom times I’m allowed to go outside. I start swirling , letting my giggles echo in the livid forest. My cheeks starTales from the Dark Age-1
by ~fakesilence
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